There are few things I enjoy more than kicking men in the balls. Today, I tell My slave that I'm going to attempt to castrate him with My boots. I make him worship the boots that will end his manhood. After making him crawl across the room and kicking him in the balls intermittently, I stand him up against the wall for some hard knees to the balls. He drops to the floor in excruciating pain, but is ordered back to his feet to suffer more hard kicks. (Update: for the next week, his entire scrotum has been one big bruise, almost entirely black and blue)

There are few things I enjoy more than kicking men in the balls. Today, I tell My slave that I'm going to attempt to castrate him with My boots. I make him worship the boots that will end his manhood. After making him crawl across the room and kicking him in the balls intermittently, I stand him up against the wall for some hard knees to the balls. He drops to the floor in excruciating pain, but is ordered back to his feet to suffer more hard kicks. (Update: for the next week, his entire scrotum has been one big bruise, almost entirely black and blue)